This Side of the Pond

I suspect my pups will be downright distraught when we reach the end of this summer of long walks on green grass – but I can tell you for sure who won’t be. There’s a herd of squirrels in my back yard that is quickly evolving into an angry mob, and I’m worried about their nuts.

I should probably start from the beginning. As we all know, I have a storied history with bushy-tailed varmints, both here and back in the homeland. I have loved them since I was a teenager in chocolate-brown trousers, perched on the back of a park bench (because it wouldn’t have been cool to sit on the seat) as a grey...